merkat

If I catch the person who stole my anti-bush posters off of my door, I am going to make them eat their own shit. Nice try, cunt lickers. I can, and did, print out more and this time put up twice as many. Fucking touch my shit again.

Also.
It INFURIATES me when people tell me to "calm down." No, I will not change my behavior or mood to suit you. If I wanted to "calm down," I would. Who are you to judge whether or not I NEED to calm down? Oh, that's right, I forgot you were perfect and never ever get angry about anything. Why the fuck should I be affected by you telling me to calm down? Am I hurting you? Am I hurting ANYONE? NO. SO MIND YUOR MOTHERFUCKING BUSINESS AND DO NOT ATTEMPT TO INTERFERE WITH MY MOODS.

And just so people know:
If you ever, EVER roll your eyes at me, you WILL get smacked.

Edit: Is this evening, like, a test to see how much I can take before I cut someone's throat? I'm lying in bed, lights out, watching a movie, with the door fully shut, and some random drunk girl opens my door, stares at me, then stumbles out.
If you have this much trouble handling your alcohol, then you really deserve to get alcohol poisoning and die. Thank you for making the world a better place.